Hard Body Lyrics - Lil Wayne

(Talking) 

Yea 

Uh Huh 

The Fuck Was I Thinkin? 

Drought 3 Bitch! 

Yeah Let Me Light My See Through Blunt 

Whatchu Kno Bout It? 

Get It! 

Weezy's The Name 

Moneys The Game 

Already! 

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(Verse 1) 

Hard Body Muddafucka Got The Heart Of A Killer 

Young God In Da Buildin Bout To Start A Religion 

Bout To Call Bin Laden Up And Order Some Missles 

Brang Em Straight To Ya Block And Go To War Wit You Bitches 

If U Hit The Head Then The Rest Fall In Position 

Shoot A Nigga On His Porch And Make Him Fall In His Kitchen 

Copped A Big Boy Porsche Wit All The Specifics 

And I Keep That Torch Baby Call Me Olympics 

Red White Blue Pills Flippin Skills Like Gyminsts 

And Neva Give A Bitch Money Blood Or Kidneys 

When The Gun Goes Pow I Be At The Finish 

Wit My Medal Round My Neck Autograph On My Tennis 

The Land Of Da Murder Dope Crack And Syringes 

Pull Up On Ya In Da Coupe How Fat Is Ya Engine 

Neva Talk To Those That Sat On Dem Benches Boy 

I Was In Da Game On 4th And Inches 

These Niggas Want The Business 

Imma Give These Boys Da Business 

See U Fuckin Wit Da Boy That Told Yall Ta Fuck Christmas 

Got All These Hoes Trippin 

Got All These Hoes Strippin 

No We Aint PSC But Them Bitches Know We Tippin 

I Juss Bought A Pint And Aint None Of Yall Sippin 

Make My Friends Buy They Own Fuck Im Tired Of Being Friendly 

Aint Gotta Lie Juss To Try To Be Wit Me 

Bitches Up In Heaven Waitin At The God To Be Wit Me 

Im Crazy For Being Wayne Or Is Wayne Juss Crazy 

I Been Around Im Still Around Like Them Geico Cavemen 

Hairpin Trigga No I Wont Shave It 

I Spot Hip Hop In The Ocean Im Gonna Save It 

The South Is So Dirty Bitch U Can Bathe It 

Hollygrove Dawg And I Feel Like Matin 

Babygirl Yo Pussy Lookin So Vacant 

And Its Fuck You And Fuck Georgia Bush Not Makin 

Fuck Waste Deep Im In Ova My Head 

But Its Cool Imma Make It Im Good Like Meagan 

Your Girl Want Me To Come Ronald Like Reagan 

Your Boyfriend Is Softer Than A Carton Of Eggs And 

I Dont Fear Nothing But God And Weddings 

At The Top Of My Paper Like Im Starting A Heading 

My Homie Santana Yea Das My Ace 

But You May Know Us As I Cant Feel My Face 

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(Talking) 

Yeah 

Weezy Bitch 

Dont Give A Fuck Bout You At All 

Im Paid 

Been That Way For A Long Time 

Looks Like Imma Die Like That 

Cus If Aint Imma Juss Die 

Haha 

(Verse 2) 

Yeah See They Dont Kno Where I Came From But They Kno Where Im Goin 

And I'll Tell You Juss How The Top Feels When Im On 

In The Game Im No Cheetah Imma Tiger Imma Cougar Imma Panther Imma Bengle 

Ocho Cinco 

Im Illy Shirt Softer Than Gillie 

In A Pair Of Gucci Flops Feelin Free-er Than Willie 

When Dem Niggas Left I Got A Little Bit Chilly 

But I Juss Let It Burn Like The End Of The Philly 

Weezy!